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As he drove a dark and winding road by the river. Its in the middle of nowhere, so that creates a special dark that you cant appreciate until youre there. Detective is an experienced man, and this, this is one. One of the very few cases the more i dug, the less sense it made. No, nothing made sense about this. A murder so sudden and so brutal, was it a robbery gone bad . The investigation was just beginning. When we come back tire tracks in the mud that belonged to neither richard nor stacey. You could see richards impressions pass over those and they pass back over richards. That lets us know they were there before richard. It had to be the killer. He decided to save money by switching his motorcycle insurance to geico. Theres no shame in saving money. Ride on, ride proud. Geico motorcycle, great rates for great rides. Oh my gosh stephanie, were likeso goth. knocks on door honey . Im dying my hair mom. Hair dye . Its just purple. Teenage daughter . Get scrubbing bubbles. Kill 99. 9 of
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